"Yeah those look like normal hands to me. And the slop is pretty good! I've lived on worse." Her eating manners left much to be desired. Lash then turned her attention back to the music.

"I've never heard these songs before. What are they called? They're pretty good." They seemed so interesting today too, like the music made pretty pictures form in her mind. Not the usual plans of death machines or tanks, but flowers and trees and skies alight with red and orange colors.

Soooo pretty.